It Is The Nature Of Mortals To

High Fortune, This In Man's Eye Is God And More Than God Is This.

But When The Dust Has Drunk The Blood Of Men, No Resurrection Comes For One Who's Dead.

With Our Own Feathers, Not By Others' Hands, Are We Now Smitten.

God Always Strives Together With Those Who Strive.

Whoever Is New To Power Is Always Harsh.